Haterade is for Sipping

Haterade image for Get into the Head before JockAs part of the Green Porch’s continuing efforts to help guide human behavior toward more sustainable ends, we bring you rule number three in our series, “Guide to Giving Courteous Critique”…

But before we get to that, I thought it would be worth mentioning a few things I’ve discovered, as of late, I don’t hate:

As a matter of fact, I love the above three things and will be blogging about each in turn over the next few weeks. Ahhh. Now doesn’t that feel therapeutic? Get on the love train folks, because it’s time for rule three of giving courteous critique:

Haterade is for Sipping

There, I said it. Now don’t get me wrong. Haterade is a powerful elixir, and has its place and purpose around the sphere of artistic endeavor. Where would we be if Milli Vanilli hadn’t received the heavy dousing of haterade they so rightly deserved? Or if reality T.V. hadn’t gotten booed from the primetime stage… (oh, crap).

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Curacao Dives

Curacao DivesI thought I would offer this little Saturday Matinee for your reading pleasure. An e-buddy and I have collaboratively birthed this humorous travelogue baby (the travel was all his, I assure you. The B.S. was mine).

Anywho, you can travel on over to this creative collaborative site (Libboo) for a look-see (comments and reviews most welcome!):Curacao Dives

Or you can read on for the story (comments here on the GreenPorch would give us some much needed feedback on whether to submit ourselves to more public humiliation or not!)

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Get Into Their Head Before Their Jock

Haterade image for Get into the Head before JockWe all know truffles are just bottom-dwelling, fungus balls leaching off the decay of other plants, and that it takes a pig to sniff them out. Yet most of us will jump at the chance to eat the truffles for dinner and then turn on the pig for breakfast the next morning.

So it shouldn’t surprise us that as critics we always want to add salt to the gravy before we’ve tasted it to find out it’s caramel sauce. (Am I inside your head yet?) On that note, it’s time for our second rule of giving courteous critique:

Get into a writer’s head before you get into their jock.

For those of you who never played high school sports in the 80’s or 90’s, “getting into someone’s jock” isn’t as provocative as it sounds.

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